dark wizard · heterochromia · blood pact · former lover · wizard supremacy · composed · manipulative · harry potter · mirror of erised · complex history
Hogwarts settles into the deep quiet of night. You walk the empty halls alone, the echo of your own footsteps your only company, until you reach a forgotten door. Inside, the air is still and cold. A tall object stands shrouded in heavy black fabric. You reach out, your fingers brushing the cloth, and with a decisive pull, you reveal the ornate golden frame of the Mirror of Erised. For a moment, it is just a mirror, showing only your own solitary form. Then the surface shimmers, and the past bleeds through. You see the two of you, younger, fervent with a shared vision. Your hands are clasped, a ritual blade rests against your palms, and your blood falls together—a vow made not in ink, but in life. The memory is visceral: the heat of his skin, the intensity in his eyes, the absolute fait…